《Lie and win in the chronology with space (MTL)》Chapter 6
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"Shut up! The adults are talking, what are you kidding me, go out!"
Madam Jane scolded her with a sullen face, and looked at her new grandson-in-law out of the corner of her eyes.
This marriage was a reluctance, and I hope that the uneasy brother will come to make trouble, and he will only be satisfied if he annoys people and messes up the marriage?
"I'm not wrong."
Jian Qingmiao did not frighten her milk, and spoke back openly.
The Jane family's faces were a little unsightly.
I've never seen someone talk back to an elder like this. People think that the girls of the Jian family are not good at tutoring, and they are so wronged.
Liu Lanxiang rolled her eyes twice and glanced at her husband, who was at the table next to him, who was burying his head to eat and didn't say anything.
"Brother Pan, why are you talking to your milk? No big or small. What you know is that you are facing your sister, and you are afraid that your sister will suffer in the future; if you don't know, you think you have long hands and want to be your brother-in-law."
Jian Aimin A sharp cough interrupted his daughter-in-law's incoherent words. If you want to take money from your son-in-law, this is not the way to do it.
"So many dishes can't keep your mouth shut? You don't want to eat it out and wash the pot!"
Despite Jian Aimin's usual shyness, he really had to listen to him.
Not to mention Liu Lanxiang, even Jian Qingmiao, who had a new life, was deeply in awe of this father.
I've been scared since I was a kid.
Jian Qingmiao habitually lowered her head and shoulders to hide from her father, but was pushed by Liu Lanxiang and drove her out.
After leaving the courtyard, Jian Qingmiao was blown by the cool night wind, and then she became unwilling again.
Her father and her mother are like this again, seeing that Tang Yuanzheng earns a lot as an official, he is rushing to curry favor, snobbish, but blind! It is clear that Chengqian is more capable.
Jian Qingmiao embraced the secret that only she knew, and stood for a moment in suffocation and smugness, quite a feeling of loneliness that everyone in the world was drunk and awake alone.
The noise in the house started again, and several women and children in the kitchen gathered their heads and held bowls dipped in vegetable soup to nibble on the wotou, like pigs vying for food.
What is there to grab for those with clear soup and little water? Jian Qingmiao pouted, and simply walked out.
She sold a lot of money on the black market during the day, bought a roast chicken and hid it in a haystack, and shared it with Bai Chengqian!
As the saying goes, icing on the cake is not as good as giving help in the snow, and Bai Chengqian will definitely remember her kindness.
As soon as Jian Qingmiao left, there was no more trouble in the room, and the atmosphere became warm again.
But in the end I drew a shadow in my heart.
Jian Qingtong thought for a while, and then pulled Tang Yuanzheng's sleeves.
Tang Yuanzheng put the small half-laden steamed bun into his mouth, chewed it hard twice, and swallowed a big mouthful of soup Shunshun, then put the soup aside and looked up at her.
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Jian Qingtong was stared at by his cold and alienated gaze, her fingers curled up, she took out a handkerchief from her pocket, and wiped his mouth for him.
In fact, I want to cover his entire face, so as not to always like to scare people coldly.
As soon as her intimacy and even some ambiguous movements came out, Tang Yuanzheng couldn't help being stunned, and subconsciously searched into her eyes.
Jian Qingtong noticed his aggressive gaze, and lowered his eyelashes subconsciously, pursed his lips and squeezed out two words:
"Shanzi."
"What?" Tang Yuanzheng asked inexplicably.
"Drug fee." She replied, simply extending a plain white hand to him.
Tang Yuanzheng raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect to get this answer. Is she trying to help him explain the dowry money?
So the man calmed down visibly, grabbed her hand, and got up.
"You are my daughter-in-law, of course I should pay for your medical treatment."
He said refusal, but he was very fond of her in his heart.
No matter what their relationship is, they are always closer than others. He has the consciousness of being a husband, and it seems that she is not the kind of person who is particularly ignorant.
Jian Qingtong was stunned for two seconds, then quickly pulled back his hand, the back of his hand seemed to be on fire.
Whoops, she's not clean anymore.
Tang Yuanzheng's hands were empty, and he glanced at his daughter-in-law, who was embarrassed again, for fear that her chin would be inserted into her chest.
He put his hands behind his back, cleared his throat, and said solemnly:
"This is a new society, and the feudal bad habits of the old life must be broken. The dowry money is just a meaning, I am not buying a daughter-in-law, that is breaking the law."
He made a clear statement, his eyes He glanced around lightly, and took everyone's reaction into his eyes.
The others were more or less embarrassed, smiling dryly to avoid his sight, secretly muttering something in their hearts, outsiders wouldn't know.
Liu Lanxiang also wanted to reprimand her mother-in-law, but she was pulled by Mrs. Jian and shut up honestly.
"That's right, my family doesn't sell daughters either. As long as the two of you live peacefully, nothing else matters."
Madam Jane looked at the pair of young people standing side by side. They worry about the days to come.
These two people don't seem to be talkative, what should they do if they get together for a long time? Suffocated.
Jian Qingtong felt that this matter was overturned, and silently returned to the house to pack up.
"Where to go?" Tang Yuanzheng asked, as if he was very close to her.
"Go back to the house." Jian Qingtong could detect the joking eyes of the big guy without looking up, and walked faster under his feet.
"I'm going to take a break." Tang Yuanzheng followed naturally.
Jian Qingtong hesitated to stop and whispered:
"I sleep with my sisters in the same room." It
means inconvenient.
Tang Yuanzheng looked at the top of her hairy head, his palms itch a bit, he restrained himself from touching it, and said in a low voice,
"I'll take you there, it's dark outside, walk slowly."
Jian Qingtong pursed her lips and let him go.
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The two of them went out one after the other and went to the east wing, but within a few steps, they walked out with a kind of tenderness.
Jian Qingtong pinched her palms, reminding herself to gather her loose thoughts.
It's just a normal walk, without saying a word, where did the love come from.
If I have to say it, it is probably because the moonlight is beautiful tonight, so it gives people the illusion?
Tang Yuanzheng took half a step wrong, blocking the cold night wind for her intentionally or unintentionally, and his eyes fell on the white gauze wrapped around the back of her head.
"I'll help you pack your luggage."
"No, there's nothing to pack."
Jian Qingtong actually just wanted to avoid people to open a small stove, but he followed.
She has a lot of supplies in her space, food and clothing, and returning to the house to pack her luggage is just a pretense.
Tang Yuanzheng snorted and said,
"It's right to travel lightly, if you need anything, go buy it."
When he reached the door of the east wing, Jian Qingtong stopped, not really wanting to push the door.
After entering, being alone in a room or something, the pressure was too great, and she couldn't bear it.
"Go in, lie down and close your eyes, don't pack your things. Pay attention to your feet."
Tang Yuanzheng understood her silence and spoke knowingly.
Then he said:
"I'm going to the toilet."
Jian Qingtong raised his hand and pointed to the southwest corner of the yard as if he had been granted amnesty:
"The toilet is there, it's dark inside, wait for me to light the lamp."
Give him some light.
Tang Yuanzheng took out a lighter from his pocket, lit it with a snap, and followed the road for her first.
Jian Qingtong stopped talking, took off the lock and pushed the door into the house.
A little fire outside the door was swaying but persistent, which calmed her heart for no reason.
Jian Qingtong got up briskly at her feet, groped for a matchbox according to her memory, and lit the fuel lamp.
The dim light filled the room and overflowed the window, blurring the tall figure of the man.
Jian Qingtong watched him go to the toilet, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand to drive away the unfamiliar emotions, and took the time to take out a pack of compressed biscuits from the space and eat them.
A little dry, drink more water.
The compressed biscuits are small in size, and there is no real satiety after eating. The advantage is that there is no peculiar smell, it is not easy to be caught, and the energy is sufficient.
With something in his stomach, Jian Qingtong calmed down and climbed onto the kang to close the curtains to cut off the possibility of prying eyes.
Then she glanced around the shabby house hastily, and puffed her cheeks in disinterest.
The house was lackluster, empty and there was no place to hide things. She originally wanted to confiscate a wave of Jian Qingmiao's small treasury again.
Well, she took it for granted.
But he still didn't want to let Jian Qingmiao go.
This woman has a pit in her head. After being reborn, she doesn't think about studying hard and getting up every day, but instead finds trouble for her everywhere. As the old saying goes, toads land on their feet, and don't bite people.
No, when Jian Qingmiao bit someone, the original owner was killed by her.
Jian Qingtong became more assertive, took out a pen and paper without thinking, and wrote a letter.
The original owner had never been to school and should have been illiterate, so he was not afraid of revealing his handwriting.
Besides, as far as the writing paper she takes from the space, the quality is not comparable to the white paper sold in the rural supply and marketing cooperative, can you find the source and count her as a loser!
As for how to send out a well-written whistleblower letter, it's not too simple, let's understand the basic operation of space power?
One in hand, I have the world.
Jian Qingtong, who is writing along the edge of the oil lamp on the kang, is like the most energetic female marshal, exuding invincible determination all over her body!
After a few strokes, Jian Qingtong checked the typos from the beginning with satisfaction, and put the things into the space smoothly.
She didn't make up or make things up, she wrote down the story of Jian Qingmiao pushing the original owner to fall into the water, and exposed Jian Qingmiao's speculation about doing business, and the fact that she was backward in thinking and took the initiative to marry the son of a bad landlord.
She is inexperienced in dealing with white lotus green tea, but it doesn't prevent her from going down ten times and drawing wages from the bottom of the pot.
This time, it should stop for two days, right?
If she dares to jump up and down to provoke her again, she will write her into the text and torture her to death a hundred times in a fancy way!
Jian Qingtong got rid of a concern and didn't want to go out to deal with people, so she simply lay down on the kang, pulled up the quilt and covered her head to sleep.
The quilt was damp and had an old smell.
Jian Qingtong threw off the quilt in annoyance and sat up. With sharp eyes, she saw a few ants crawling through the cracks of the kang mat, and a mouse jumped under her feet!
The mouse arrogantly looked at her with the little mung bean eyes for a few seconds, and squeaked twice, as if provocative.
Jian Qingtong looked at him in silence.
To be honest, after the end of the world, most of her cleanliness addiction has been rectified, but it still hasn't gone away.
Who told her to have precious space powers and conditions to keep her clean.
But she also paid a huge price for it, and she died for it.
Yes, Jian Qingtong was killed by zombies.
The reason is a bit hypocritical, because she felt dirty and refused to absorb the upgrade ability of the crystal core. She only threw all the crystal cores assigned to her by the team into the space to keep moldy and weak chickens, so she got the lunch box early and went offline.
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